It was immediately obvious that Wellington was different from Auckland- it is much more sedate and capital like - the buildings are less commercial and we didn't see any bungy jumps!
John had soon identified a good restaurant and so we left our bags and climbed the Plimmer steps up to Boulcot street. Mr Plimmer and Fritz were at the bottom it greet us.
John Plimmer organised the Wellington and Manawatu Railway Company between 1880 and 1886. The township (now a suburb) of Plimmerton on the main railway north was named after him.
The next day, we took a taxi the short distance to the interislander ferry terminal. When we arrived there it was chaos- people everywhere and no official information.
It turned out that the 0830 ferry had broken down so that when those booked on the 1030 ferry arrived, there was little room for them in the terminal and trying to check in cases was a scrum. Eventually, our ferry left 30 minutes late and was completely full with as many of the delayed passengers as it could take. The crossing takes about 3.5 hours, about 2 hours is open sea, but then we reached the interesting bit which looks like this
It could be Norway.
The port from on high
We picked up a car in Picton for our journey to Blenheim in the Marlborough wine region.
Picton. First, we stopped for lunch and came across a small train. We just had to take Owl for a ride on it for Ernie.
Blenheim is about 25km from Picton. It is very small, but we managed to find somewhere to get a takeaway.
The bandstand
And the clock tower
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